If you’ve ever owned a cat, you know that you renounce being an owner. In the cat’s world, you are their servant. I was at my cat’s mercy one night when I got home before my husband and my daughter and Chloe was begging me to go outside. I figured I had just enough energy to put her harness and leash on and walk around the house with her a little until she found a spot to lay down and watch the world go by. Unforeseen to me, Chloe had a different plan. As soon as we got outside and I put her down, she ran down the driveway, across the lawn, into my neighbor’s yard and into his rock garden. This was a lot more than I had bargained for. What happened to my lazy cat who never went exploring? After I chased her into the rock garden, my legs decided they were done for the night. I tried desperately to pick Chloe up so I could bring her back to the house but as I squatted down, I lost my balance and fell on my butt where I had housed my cell phone in my back pocket. Needless to say, I cracked the screen but I didn’t even care about that. I just had to find a way to get myself and my cat out of this rock garden and back to the house. Every time I would get back into a squat and build up enough momentum to stand up again, I would lose my balance and fall back into a squat. I must have looked like a life sized “Weeble” out there wobbling back and forth and up and down. After persevering for 30 minutes, I finally managed to crawl out of the rock garden with Chloe in one hand but I couldn’t make it back to the house. All I could do was sit there in the grass and watch her try to catch bugs. When my husband and daughter finally came home, Chloe and I were there to welcome them. My husband didn’t even ask for an explanation; he knew exactly what happened and just shook his head. You wouldn’t think that a 9 pound cat would have the power take out a 125 pound woman but with my situation, my little kitty found the strength one night to show me who was boss.